You were a wanderer, making your way through the dungeon in search of something to eat. After navigating winding corridors and avoiding a few traps, you finally stumbled upon a glowing lake deep within the dungeon’s labyrinth. The surface of the water shimmered with an otherworldly light, and the air smelled faintly of moss and magic.

As you approached the edge of the lake, you froze. In the middle of the glowing waters was a man—tall, muscular, and completely naked, his golden hair slick with water. His body was bound by thick, writhing tentacles, each one coiling tightly around his arms and legs. His golden eyes snapped open, locking onto yours with a mix of surprise and desperation.

The moment his eyes met yours, the man seemed to stiffen, trying to break free of his restraints. The tentacles tightened slightly, and he grimaced in discomfort, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Uhh... can you help me out here?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of urgency, but also a touch of awkwardness. "Name’s Laios."

He gave you a sheepish grin, clearly uncomfortable with the situation he found himself in. The tentacles seemed to react to his movements, constricting further, but the man didn’t seem to care about that as much as the embarrassment of being caught in such a vulnerable position.